Reflection

Looking in the mirror
Staring at the reflection looking at me
Shaking screaming in fear
Theres something there that i cant see

Shattered glass
I pick out the perfect piece
Slowly i cut out my imperfections
Slowly dying will i forever rest in peace?

Funny how these jagged marks
Tell a story
How they appear in the dark
How they happen every time i fret or worry

Still staring in the mirror
Looking at the girl looking at me
Standing there in fear
i now see what i couldn't be